Beauty In The Seeds


Destiny S. Harris

The road may seem dry

The seeds may seem like they only die

But a tree grows beneath the earth

Seeds gather beneath the earth

Something beautiful grows beneath the earth

Out of sight

Out of mind

Something grows that is so divine

Unscathed by the turmoil above the soil

The dreams, the seeds, the tree, grow steadily

Soon you’ll see, from underneath, the beauty

Because there is beauty in the seeds